All language subtitles for The.Sweet.Body.Of.Deborah.1968

You seem moody, is it because
you don't want to go to Geneva?

No, I'm sorry
but when you come back to a place,

after being away for years,
you risk being disappointed.

Everything is so different.

Anyway, what do you say
if we stop off somewhere?

This is supposed to be
our honeymoon.

Not a guided tour, satisfied?

- Curious American snob
- Oh you're being unfair, Marcel

I want to go to Geneva
because it's your home town.

And I want to know all about you,
you belong to me.

I used to come here often
when I was a child.

Marcel!

Yes - I feel loney

what do you want?

You know whatl want.

But I'm all wet.

Told you I'm all wet.
What do you want?

I want you anyway.

Do you like her?

If I say no, would you
believe me?

Phillip!

Who is it?

An old friend of mine. Strange.

He saw me but didn't answer.

Maybe he didn't recognise you.

Excuse me.

- Do you require anything?
- No, thank you!

- What's wrong?
- I think he left.

Come on I want to join him.

Well, why if he pretended
not to see you?

I will explain later, but if you're tired
you can take a taxi back to the hotel.

Excuse me.

Phillip.

You don't recognise me?

I don't think America
changed me that much.

You haven't changed
a bit, Marcel.

Then, what's the matter?

Only that you are a murderer.

You're kidding Philip.

Suzanne was buried a year ago.

Suzanne?! What?

You didn't know about it?

They called it suicide.

But it was murder and
you know it.

Let go Marcel!

Marcel...
That man could be lying.

She killed herself,
that's my fault.

Oh Marcel, I love youl!

Why didn'tyou ever tell
me about her?

Not once.

I never thought it
would finish like that.

We had such a good time together.

We were together every day
with no problems at all.

Nothing could tear us apart.

We were happy.

Her body was so young.

So pure.

Her skin was hot from the sun.

And from desire.

You loved her very much.

Yes I did.

I was happy.

But I suppose
everything must end.

This is just a warning
we want our money, Marcel.

And we want it tomorrow.

I don't have the money.

What can I do?

Why don't you ask your
mistress for the money?

She's got lots of it.

Marcel, Marcel!
What happened to you?

Marcel.

I explained everything to her.

She gave me the money I needed.

But I couldn't go
on living like that.

So I decided to leave.

To establish myself.

To find a way to give
her the money back.

Dont leave me, Marcel!

I can't live without you.

I must go.

I can't go on any longer.

Like a begger...

- I wouldn't want your parents...
- The money means nothing to me.

If you shouldn't return I'd...

I will come back. Trust me.

You know I have a lot of friends
in America. They will help me.

And I will write to you every day!
And I will come back soon!

To stay with you forever.

Oh forget her Marcel, you can't
be blamed for what happened.

I should never
insisted on our coming here.

I forgot Suzanne the day I met you.
All I could think of was you, Deborah.

And that's why I feel so guilty.

And I must find out how much
I'm responsible for her death.

What shall we do?

I would like to go to her house
and talk with her parents.

Alright. Let's go.

You're still in time to change your mind.

It could be unpleasant.

No, it's important that we see
this thing through together.

It looks deserted.

There's nobody here. Lets go.

If it doesn't ring they must have
disconnected the electricity.

But they can't have all disappeared.

Let's go away from here, Marcel!
Do it for me.

Tell me, Marcel!
What do you expect to find?

If you remember,
I asked you not to come.

Marcel. There's someone here.

A woman, it has lipstick on it
and its still burning.

Why...

It could be one of yours?

But that's impossible
I just got here.

Suzanne - it's me Marcel!

Forgive me.

I was hoping Suzanne
was still alive.

You know... if Philip was lying
this nightmare would be over.

Oh take me out of this house, please!

I can't stand it any longer.

Alright.

I'm ruining everything for you.

Come let's go!

Hello?

"You must die, Deborah"
"you must die to pay for Marcel's crime!"

Who is speaking?

Who is it?

Hello?

Hello!

Who was it?

I don't know.

What did he say?

That I must die to punish you.

Someone is enjoying themselves
at our expense.

Maybe there's another line.
I want to call the police now.

Marcel!

Don't leave me alone!
Let's get out of here please!

No, I beg you.

Alright...
But I must know who did it.

I already said, that number was disconnected
over a year ago, none has asked to reconnect it.

- Impossible, there's no connection
- I tell you someone called to threaten us.

I'm sure of it!

And the villa...

When?

Alright.

Goodbye.

They're sending someone to check
the phone tomorrow morning.

Still taking pills?

You promised me you wouldn't.

I couldn't help it.
I was so upset.

But you must not be upset.
All they want is frighten us.

It will be finished when
we leave Geneva.

Oh my darling, I was
so afraid of loosing you.

I love you so much.

Why didn't you wake me?
Where did you go?

I've been to the newspaper's office.

That's the story about her death.

I would like to go to the villa.

I think it's better
if you stay in the hotel.

Oh no, I'll come with youl!
I don't want to stay alone.

I want to see if they've
found something.

You wait for me. Please.

Are they inside?

Yes.

We've checked everything, it's all in order,
it's not possible that this phone worked.

What do you mean it's not possible? I told
you: Someone threatend my wife over it.

Who heard the voice?

My wife.

She's not crazy, you know?!

I didn't say that.

But you tell me how the telephone works
when the line is cut and the box is sealed.

Well I have finished my work here.

- Let's go
- But the phone rang, I heard it myself.

I can't do anything but repeat
what I just said,

you must have imagined ringing,
goodbye!

Why were you playing
that record?

Who asked you to wash the car?

Your wife. She ordered
the car to get greased and washed.

- Ok, can you call me a taxi please?
- Yes, sir.

- Hotel international.
- Yes, mister.

Stop the car, driver!
Turn around and go back!

- I said: Turn around!
- It's against the law to turn here, monsiour.

- Vola!
- Merci monsiour.

- Good evening, madam
- Good evening. May I have my key?

Your husband is waiting
for you at the bar.

Thank you.

Hello my love, I took care of the car,
they'll deliver it in two days,

- did you buy the tickets?
- Yes!

Will you get me a drink?

I feel like a new person already.

Bonjour, madam!

- Monsiour!
- Merci.

Hello?

In two hours... but...

Oh, I see.

Yes, I understand.

No, I wont go out
I'll wait here.

Right.

Who was it?

The switchboard.
I placed a call to Boston.

I promised my mom.

Don't darling, please!

It's all behind us now.

Let's not think about it anymore.

What's wrong?

Why did you see Philip?

How do you know?

I asked you why you
went to see Philip!

I went to ask him to stop
tormenting us, let go, you're hurting me.

- Did he tell you?
- I saw you!

Yes, you looked like
intimate friends.

What the hell are you thinking?

You know it's not smart
to lie to me.

I'm warning you.

But darling, you were so upset.

- And he denied everything!
- Denied everything?

Of course I didn't expect
him to confess.

But I think he'll
leave us alone now.

Now that we're far away.

So wonderfully far away.

Hello.

Yes.

Sweety, how are you? It's mom.

Speak up I can't hear you!

What?

Oh, I can hear you now.

I'm fine.

Yes, everything is fine.

It's wonderful.

Oh he's an angel.

No it's Marcel...
He's messing around.

Yes he's right here.

Of course we'll write.

Ok, bye! And don't worry!

Right, bye! And lots of love.

Mommy sends regards.

Funny! I didn't know she cared.

She doesn't, angel.

She still thinks
you're a fortune hunter.

Three, four, five, six
seven, eight... carry on!

Philip.

Excuse me. I thought you were...

I still think it was Philip.

No, it must have been
someone who looked like him.

It's beautiful, isn't it? No wonder
people fall in love at first sight.

You're not displeased, are you?
By the fact that I rented the villa?

No, on the contrary.

The consierge assured me
that it was a bargain.

You know, usually you have to
reserve them a year in advance.

- What?
- The villas of course.

Are you sleeping or are you just bored?

I like what you like, my love.

Look out!

You want to get rid
of me so soon?

I know your name is on my insurance,
but it's a little early to cash in.

Well, $300,000 for two weeks of marriage...
It's not so bad.

- So I prefer to drive from now on.
- Now we have the Ace driver himself.

This is it.

Do you like it?

It will do.

Let me show you around.

- Oh what are you doing?
- I'm taking you.

It's our first house and I
respect tradition.

Come.

- It must cost a fortune.
- I didn't buy it, just rented it for a week.

Anyway it's all ours
for seven days.

What are you going to show me next?

- The most important room in the house
- Oh, the kitchen...

- It's an original kitchen
- Depends what you are hungry for...

- Hey, what are you doing?
- Stand still!

And do what I say!

Turn around!

And now watch out,
I like to eat little girls.

How marvelous.

Darling I'm thirsty...

The service here leaves
much to be desired, no?

I'll go, I'm all you need.
I wanted us to be alone this week.

- Deborah!
- Yes?

- You're the sweetest!
- And the most expensive, wait till you get the bill.

I mean it, after what happened
in Geneva another woman would have...

That's behind us now.

We're on our honeymoon at last.

Don't be afraid.

He doesn't bite.

Well, hardly ever.

What are you doing?

I decided it was time to finish a masterpiece
that I hadn't touched for weeks.

I didn't know the villa was rented.

Then I saw you and
thought I'd introduce myself.

That's very considerate of you
but can you nest somewhere else, please?

You would'nt talk to Picasso like that!
And I'm better than he is.

You would'nt want to deprive
humanity of such a work of art.

In case you're interested:
I'm your neighbour.

I live in that little
shack down there.

And if you two would like to play Adam and Eve, we've
got the apple tree and guess who's the serpent.

Come on, let's go!

Why did you take this?

Why did you take this, Deborah?

Because I wanted it,
I'm not sure why.

What are you thinking of?
That I'm lying?

That you can discover the truth
looking at a photo?

Deborah. Why are you so
uncertain of me?

Oh Marcel, I don't know.
I'm confused.

I don't know why I wanted
the photograph.

I suppose I just wanted
to try to understand,

because I love you so much. I don't
want to share you even with a memory.

I love you darling!

I love only you.

How can I make you understand.

Maybe it's true
that you love only me.

But when I'm in your arms,
when you're caressing me,

I can't help but wonder.

I wonder if my body
reminds you of hers.

Oh Deborah, stop with that!

No, I want to know.

I must know.

She was different
and I was different then, too.

I realise now that
I only wanted her body.

Not her love.

No, you didn't love her.

I can feel it now.

But you loved to
make love with her.

Philip!

- Of course it was Philip!
- What?

He found us one time together.

He was in love with her.
How could I've forgotten that!

And so he tried to blame
me for her death.

He wanted revenge.

But that's no proof.

That she commited suicide.

Now it's all clear.

How stupid I've been
falling into Philip's trap.

What a nightmare it has been.

You're so decilous.

And I'm always so hungry...

My head's spinning,
I better sit down for a minute.

We'll go back to our seats.

- I've had too much to drink, get me a coffee please.
- I will go.

- One coffee, sir!
- Thank you.

Thank you.

What a character.
He really thinks he's something.

- Come on!
- Why?

I don't want to break the nose
of your irresistible friend.

- Ok.
- You're right, that would be a shame.

Keep moving that's the game!

You're supposed to keep moving, Marcel!

You pushed me.

- You're limited as an acrobat.
- Really?

- And as a lover?
- I don't know, I havn't made up my mind yet.

- I want the truth, tell me the truth.
- You... you have no limits.

- You chose it yourself
- I just put on a stack of records.

It's only by chance, Marcel. You can't
get upset every time you hear it.

I don't want to hear it,
that's all!

Hello.

Hello!

"You can't escape me!"

"Both of you will die!"

- "You will die!"
- Stop it, I know you are Philip!

I think it's a recording.

Damn him, we will stop him now.

I knew it was Philip.
I saw him the other night!

- Oh I can't stand it.
- Don't hang up!

It will be easier for the
police to trace the number.

I will call them.

The phone.

Oh yes, it was off the hook,
but I put it back.

Well, you want me to answer it?

- Hello?
- "This is the police, we are checking the line."

- There was a recording
- "Why did you hang up?"

It was an accident.

"I understand, but it won't be easy.
We will investigate."

Thank you.

How did you get in?

And why were you playing
that music?

When I knew he had gone I came through a back
window and played that music because he hates it.

How do you know that?

Simple: I was there when he broke
the record.

I was watching over the wall.

What were you doing there?

I'm a voyeur.

- That means one who watches others in their...
- Yes, I understand French...

It means that you're a peeping Tom.

Much worse.

That's why you're so interested
in my husband and me.

Oh no, your husband leaves me cold
the fact is...

That I'm interested in Deborah instead.

Anyway it's really your fault, you know?

You are much too fascinating.

Well now that you've made yourself a member
of the family I might as well know your name.

My name is Robert simack.

Satisfy you?
Enough of these formalities.

Alright, Robert simack...

Why don't you go and paint.
Paint a worm in the apple.

Why does your husband
hate that music so much?

I'd say he's a cold blooded person.
If he doesn't react to it's sensuality.

Not at all. But he is
cold blooded about other men.

I wouldn't let him find
you here if I was you.

Same old story.

I find a woman who's worth while, but she's
with a chararcter who doesn't deserve her.

But I warn you.

I've decided that you're the only
woman in the world for me.

What is it?

- Well?
- Too many transquilizers.

One should be very careful
of these drugs.

Marcel.

- Have you been to...
- Yes, but you must rest now.

- We'll talk later
- Your husband is right, you need to rest.

- I'll show you the way.
- Thank you.

- I found her.
- I didn't ask you.

What did the police say?

Nothing.

They won't do anything.

The truth is they don't believe me.

Did you tell them about Philip?
About Geneva?

They want proof and facts.
And we don't have proof.

They tell me it was a practical joke.

Deborah.

We have to leave, I'm worried about you
about your nerves.

Run away again.

Where to? For how long?

We must return to America.

Perhaps there we will
be able to forget all this.

Marcel! Marcel!

- What?
- I hear footsteps. Someone is in the house.

You were dreaming.

Do you hear it?

What are you doing?

Don't move.

Marcel.

Shut up!

Marcel.

Oh Marcel! Oh god!

It's over.

It's all over.

Deborah.

You've got to calm yourself.

Oh god, Marcel!
What are we going to do now?

I better call the police.

They'll never believe us.

The best thing is to get rid of him.

"We're leaving immediately, I went to
buy the tickets. Pack up everything!"

Who's here!

- There is no space available on the flight
- We have to be in New York in the morning,

so if this is booked, is there
another flight we can get seats on?

I'll have to check the schedule.

- Unless she drinks it she won't sleep
- She'll drink it.

Give me a hand.

You see, attention to detail has
great importance in these cases.

We have to wait much more?

I think we better wait
for ten more minutes.

In order to ensure that the
bleeding continues.

This time don't leave any
butts around.

As you planned it, Marcel,
clearly suicide.

Seven minutes ago.

We closed the door from the inside,
then we left via a window at the rear.

Are you sure none saw you?

Not likely
in the middle of a storm.

Don't lose heart now,
the worst is over.

The minute you know she's dead
you better call in the neighbour.

The more witnesses, the better.

Stop worrying.

- I love you, Suzanne!
- As I do you.

Better go now.
We'll meet in Geneva.

The work of professionals.

You three are an expert team.

Where is Deborah?

She's in paradise... or in hell.

What are you doing here?

What do you want?

Let's say I'm in the position
to give a damaging testimony.

I saw everything.

My complements on a
beautifully staged suicide.

I said: Where is Deborah?

Beyond the pale.

So are you ready to make a deal?

It's not much: $100,000.

Or aren't you aware they still
use the guillotine in this country?

You really don't think
that will save you.

None is going to
believe in a second suicide.

Alright, show me
where you hide the body.

Put everything in order.

Precisely the way you found it.

"Have you touched anything?"

I'm talking about fingerprints ..."

Who is on that telephone?

Through the heart.

You're a real marksman monsiour.

Must have died immediately.

Tell me about his wife.
How is she?

Inspite of loosing so much
blood, she'll survive.

Only your intervention kept
her from being a dead woman.

A few minutes later
and she would have been gone.

Deborah owes you her life.

I guess you can say
I... was just lucky.

Your husband never came to us.

He reported to none.

It was his accomplice
that called you on the phone.

We have a signed confession from his accomplice
and the girl, we arrested at the airport.

After all they constructed
an ingenuis crime.

And it was only thanks to an American
neighbour that we arrived in time.

I still can't believe it.

Marcel.

I suppose I should despise him.

But all I can think about is

how much he meant to me.

How much I loved him.

You must try to forget now.

Perhaps you will.

Once you return to your country.

Your friends.

Yes, of course.

It will be difficult.

But I must try.

- Thank youl!
- Goodbye. And good luck.

Were there any difficulties?

None
in fact they were very kind and helpful.

They made out a affidavit that
would satisfy any insurance company.

The French can be counted on for
a delicisy.

Ah, poor Marcel.

Strange how fate works,
isn't it.

He wanted to kill me for my money.

Instead I'm the one now who
collects his insurance,

please, people from our social bracket
shouldn't trouble our heads with desires.

Why not, my dear Robert?

Is anyone ever rich enough?